Sucker || K.NJ ||

'^*• Prologue {part 2} •*^'

This must be a dream I thought

I smiled back.

"Okay, thank you for the cupcake Joonie,"

As I said the last word, his hand went up to the back of his head as he looked at his shoes and smiled.

I made him shy, I MADE KIM NAMJOONIE SHY OMG HIDHJSJDJDJKAHDKSNXKJS, was all I could think. He walked away handing out the rest of his snacks. I picked up my box of lollipops, excited to give the big one to Joonie. I mean Namjoon.

I got up and handed everyone a lollipop with a picture of flowers, birds, trees, waves, or even mountains on them I quickly went back to my seat and looked for the dragon lollipop I had saved for Namjoon.

"Where did I put it? Where's it at? Where did it go?" I said, starting to panic.

"What are looking for? This?" I heard that stupid voice again.

K A N G   A R A   I will smash your face with a brick, set you on fire, rip out your hair and- , I thought. Such a pure child I am.   :3

Kang Ara had been tormenting me for as long as I can remember. She is my neighbor, and my father was good friends with her father. Our families are very close. Onetime, she made my older sister think I stole her lip tint, when she had it on everyday. Two years ago, she pushed my baby brother, Seojun, off of his high chair and said I did it. I wouldn't ever even take away his toy from him. He's my baby brother for gimbap sake. I love that little Angel. It makes me sad when he cries. And don't even get me started on the things she's said to my grandma about me. My grandma believes non of it though.

"Ara give it back!" I said, standing up to her level. She held it out, and as I reached it, she dropped it and it shattered to pieces. So did my heart.

I quickly dropped to my knees and started gather the pieces together, as if the could morph back to its normal state. I wouldn't fix, no matter how hard I tried.

The entire picnic, as everyone played the games, and laughed, I softly cried in the bathroom, trying to think of what to say to him, and how to explain why I didn't give him anything. I hoped he wouldn't hate me. I heard the bell ring, so I went to my classroom, and grabbed my bag to go home.

My mom was waiting in the carpool lane, for me and the devil. I climbed into the car, to see Ara crying, and my older sister looking back to me. My baby brother was strapped in the back, sleeping.

"Byeol, why did Ara tell us you broke her sugar candy art that halmeoni brought yesterday?" My older sister, BoA said.

Ugh stupid Ara, making BoA fall for her tricks again

"No I didnt, she broke mine," I said confidently as I pulled out a bag full of the shattered pieces. The only thing you could notice was the gold and red head.

"Ara..." my mom said softly. Ara looked up, pointing at the bag and saying
"See that's mine!" while crying even harder. My mom looked at her in the rear view mirror, with a face full of disbelief, and I knew she knew.

"Ara, that's not even yours. That's Byeol's," she said to her.
Ara looked up with a worried/shocked face.

"N-no, that is mine! It's mine! It's mine! I had it! It was mine!" She said, throwing a small tantrum in her seat. My sister fixed her eyes to the dashboard.

"No, Ara, Byeol got that from her grandma yesterday when she came to visit. She gave you a blue and pink fish. Remember?" My mom said, smiling at me apologetically.

Ara calmed down as we drove off, giving me dirty looks and still sniffling. I smiled out the window, feeling happy that I saved the evidence, but sad that Namjoon wouldn't like me. I remembered the cupcake he gave me, and pulled the little box out of my lunch bag. I took the note, licking off the frosting.